2017 trap nigga, swag swag
Real Life
Im just tryna keep mysel from out these streets
I keep my shades on to protect my vision cus' its heat
I'm in the kitchen, whippin, flippin while we making beats
Niggas mad because I'm cooking like im Lil B (Based god)
I heard they feel my style and they feel my swag
Nigga U my child, you should call me dad (I'm you're father now)
I know it's been a while since you've seen me man
Oh I'm so cool I wear Supreme with the new Vans
Oh I'm so cool I wear that Stussy with my Truey jeans
We don't care nigga f*ck U all and f*ck your dreams
F*ck your false perception, we gon' live by any means
I'll run a train on your bitch to let off the steam
(You know she like my)
HOT SAUCE
(I know she wants this...)
HOT SAUCE
(She can't resist... my my)
HOT SAUCE
(I know she really like this)
HOT SAUCE
I got icy rings and shiny things
(Yeah she likes my mink)
Shes impressed by my limp (uh)
(Yeah she likes a pimp)
I told her she had to go
But shes enticed by the roads
She love my area code
I swear shes f*cking my hoes
She told me she was a dyke
I said ooh baby I like
At first she stole all my riches and that shit I just don't like
I said I want a divorce
Now I'm coppin the Porshe
She knows im oozing with sauce
And now she losing her force she want my
HOT SAUCE
Watch me do my dance its like
HOT SAUCE
I like to salsa with your bitch she likes my
HOT SAUCE
Hit a lick
HOT SAUCE
She cant resist
My icy rings and shiny things, thats how I likes it
Designer shades I've got it made, thats how I like it
I glow I try avoid the shade, thats how I like it
All them bitches know my name, they know my name